Ling, who served tea in Fine"s office, moved quickly along the dark narrow street. Storm clouds hid the moon as thunder rumbled across the black sky. She stopped at the back door of the China Express Shipping"s offices. Inserting a key into the lock, turning it with an audible click, and then she silently entered. Rain began to fall as she closed the door. Without the use of a light, she moved with confidence down the hall, trailing her finger along the unseen wall. Soon she stopped when her finger touched a door. The rain drummed on the roof as she listened, trying to hear any sounds of danger. Her heart beat so fast she felt lightheaded. Grasping the brass doorknob she twisted, heard the click of metal as the latch released. Again, she waited. Satisfied that no one had heard her, she ope
